Free Verse

 
 There is a grief that begins imperceptibly
and builds so slowly it could easily be ignored
were it not for occasional 
unpredictable and uncontrollable breakouts.
Such grief as this extends long, expands widely,
and anticipates an end where other griefs begin.
rlg, 8/13/2015

Yes, I am grieving.  It doesn't matter grief's source.  Grief is grief, I believe, though its types may vary.  Today, sitting by her bed, I tried to describe mine.  On paper.  This (above) is the best I can do for now.

"Sorrow and grief drive you into God 
and show you resources you never had and never knew you needed." 
 (Tim Keller, Twitter)

5 comments:

  1. I wish I could be there, just to put a caring arm around your shoulder and pray with you.

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    1. Ahhhhh. Thanks, Elizabeth. I think I made this sound worse than it is. I was just having a "breakout" at the time. It WAS therapeutic somehow to try to put words to the process I (and so many others) are going through.

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  2. Truly heartfelt prayers for you, sweet Friend.

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    1. Thank you, Debbie. I AM thankful for the "resources" I'm finding. The Tim Keller quote, for instance, crossed my path at just the right time..

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  3. Oh my, I could so relate to this poignant line: "There is a grief that begins imperceptibly and builds so slowly it could easily be ignored were it not for occasional unpredictable and uncontrollable breakouts."

    That could easily be ignored were it not for those occasional unpredictable and uncontrollable breakouts.

    Oh yes.

    Words that brought me through such times over and over again were from Isaiah... He carried all my griefs and all my sorrows. How many times I had to thrust the weight of it back on Him so that I could receive His peace and comfort.

    Sending a gentle hug...
    Brenda
    xox

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